I don't fucking cut,a nd I don't fucking cry. I am not a slut or a fucking whore and it doesn't piss me off because you are little bitches that aren't worth my fucking time. Oh well. And that was a fucking joke about the hardcore thing, I was just hyper. And it is an inside joke with me and someone who reads this. And yeah, I do actually have friends. Wow you guys are fucking pathetic. Haha, I like how you think all this shit is bothering me. It was at firs, but now...haha, I couldn't care less. Anyways: Today Carrie and I are going for a walk with Roman and checking out the local thrift stores for hippie things and old sweaters so we can pull the sweaters apart and use the yarn to make things. It is fun. I hope Lucia gets better, she starved herself so much that she went to the hospital. I love her SO much, I hope she gets better soon. I can't wait to see her! And we are leaving to go back to Mass Friday. And thursday I get to see Cai so I can get my phone back, awesome! Well, gotta go.